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Motivation

Motivation is buried deep under my flesh . 
Hidden by failures so harsh,
it gave me a fatal attraction to death.
Life is my goal to succeed,
yet my brain is clouded,
as i cut myself and watch as i bleed.
My actions are shameful.
As i ignore, punish my potential.
I struggle to change knowing its detramental. 
Inspiration flickers w/ patience,
while i procrastinate watching oppritunities pass by,
as i sit on the fence.
Where will life lead me i wonder?
My blood flows infested with suspence.
I look depression straight in the face,
my heart needs to beat at a different pace,
or the gift the Lord blessed me with,
was merely a waste.

Copyright © Jenna Ward | Year Posted 2005



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So Quick

Your so quick to misjudge me,
 but you can't even look me in the eyes.
Your so quick to leave me,
 But you can't even say goodbye.
How can you know me,
when you say i wear a disguise? 
Can't understand me,
but at the same time you haven't even tried.
You say i ain't worth it,
then explain the tears you've cried.
You make me out to be trife and fake,
so quick to forget about all the mistakes you make.
I wasn't the one confused or unsure
then you wonder why you don't hear
the i love yous anymore.
Claim that you miss me
and all i hear is the shutting of a door. 
If you cant even trust me, 
then what would you bring up forever for?

Copyright © Jenna Ward | Year Posted 2005

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Betrayel

My eyes begin to burn,
 tears flood my cheeks.
 My throat gets dry and scratchy. 
 The heavy raindrops come down hard upon me,
 almost as hard as the hurt in my heart.
 The wings of butterflys slap my stomach,
 still not letting me forget.
 My soul is weakening , my self esteem has vanished.
 My forehead is glazed with cold sweat,
 thats when thoughts start pounding in my mind.
 My life has betrayed me in so many ways,
 clawing at my body , not letting go.
 I stop walkin my thoughts run and hide,
 I fall to my knees,
 my hands clasp together,
 and a mumble espcapes my throat into the air,
 up to heaven where I am happy.

Copyright © Jenna Ward | Year Posted 2005


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